Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down Lyrics - Man In Black: Live In Denmark 1971 - Johnny Cash

Well I woke up Sunday morning 

With no way to hold my head, that didn't hurt 

And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad, 

So I had one more for dessert. 

Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes 

And found my cleanest dirty shirt. 

Then I washed my face and combed my hair 

And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day. 

I'd smoked my mind the night before 

With cigarettes and the songs I'd been pickin' 

But I lit my first and watched a small kid 

Playin' with a can that he was kicking 

Then I walked across the street 

And caught the Sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken 

And it took me back to somethin' 

That I'd lost somewhere, somehow along the way. 

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Chorus: 

On a Sunday morning sidewalk 

I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned 

'Cause there's something in a Sunday 

That makes a body feel alone. 

And there's nothin' short of dyin' 

That's half as lonesome as the sound 

Of a sleepin' city sidewalk 

And Sunday mornin' comin' down. 

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In the park I saw a daddy 

With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin' 

And I stopped beside a Sunday school 

And listened to the songs they were singin' 

Then I headed down the street 

And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin' 

And it echoed thru the canyon 

Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday. 

Repeat Chorus